The holy woman saw that Zhuo Nan never took the initiative to talk to her along the way, so she took the initiative to say: "The snow last night was really heavy, unlike the Republic of China, the temperature remains high all year round, and it has never snowed." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoNow the whole world is covered with snow, but it's beautiful. Reaching out, he pointed to the ice picks that had congealed under the eaves of the nine-curved corridor.

"Sister, does this ice pick look like a gem?"

Zhuo Nan looked at the icicle of the holy woman's finger, and under the sunlight, the icicle refracted colorful light. Glancing at the holy woman, she said meaningfully: "Beauty is beauty, but be careful that they hurt people." "Like your holy daughter, people are respectful and far away.

The holy woman heard Zhuo Nan's meaning and pursed her lips and smiled. "These ice picks are like thorny roses, and I love these beautiful things, sister."

The two of them walked and talked at the same time, and in a blink of an eye, they walked out of the east courtyard and came to the gate of the Aoxue Pavilion in the west courtyard.

Similarly, the doors of the Aoxue Pavilion were closed.

The saint pretended to be sorry and said, "It seems that I can't see the beautiful scenery of red plums." "Look sideways at Zhuo Nan." Why do you like the door to be closed? ”

Mama Wang was afraid that the saint would misunderstand, so she hurriedly said: "The saint doesn't know, the masters have always stayed at home and are weak. In such heavy snowfall, they all stay in the boudoir to take charcoal and grill the fire, so as not to accidentally contract the wind and cold. ”

Zhuo Nan was displeased that Mama Wang suddenly interjected, swept her eyes, Mama Wang was silent, and took a step back.

The saint ignored Zhuo Nan's admonition to Mama Wang's behavior, and looked at Zhuo Nan with sincere eyes and said, "The world is so big, isn't it a pity to stay in the boudoir?" Sister, are you interested in going to the Republic of China with your sister? My sister will treat you as a guest and take you to the beautiful scenery of the Republic of China. ”

Mama Wang: "...... "What is the saint doing?" Abduction of Nan girl?

Let her go to the Republic of China? Scold! Sure enough, they want to control her and treat her as a puppet! Zhuo Nan was unhappy in his heart, but he smiled like a flower on his face. "The saint doesn't know, I'm already waiting to be married, and it's inconvenient to go far away."

Mama Wang was worried about what the saint would say, so she preemptively asked Zhuo Nan for instructions: "Miss, do you still appreciate the plum?" The old slave came forward and knocked on the door? As soon as the words fell, the people inside the door heard the sound of someone talking outside, only to hear a creak, and the door opened.

When the little maid guarding the door saw that it was the saint and Zhuo Nan, he hurriedly turned around and went to the third aunt.

The topic was interrupted, and the saint and Zhuo Nan did not speak again, waiting quietly.

After more than a dozen breaths, the third aunt took Grandma Sun and the maids and hurried over to salute the saint and Zhuo Nan. "Holy Maiden, Sister Nan."

Zhuo Nan's indifferent eyes swept away the third aunt's panicked appearance, and said lightly: "Third aunt, can the red plum blossoms in the courtyard be opened?" ”

It turned out that I came to enjoy the plum blossoms! When the third aunt heard this, her hanging heart was half lowered. "It's already opened, it's beautiful, and the concubine will lead the way for you."

The cold saint did not react.

Zhuo Nan glanced at the saint in front of outsiders, with a sacrosanct and cold appearance, and followed the footsteps of the third aunt.

The entire outer courtyard of Aoxue Pavilion is planted with red plums, and it is still the boutique 'Farewell Evening Water' in the plum.

After Zhuo Nan and the others stepped into the Aoxue Pavilion, they advanced more than 20 steps, and everywhere they looked, they were all red plums, and the white snow on the ground reflected each other, and the beauty was like a winter flame, which warmed people's hearts.

Under the guidance of the third aunt, everyone walked through the red plum forest and came to the best place to enjoy the plum blossoms, the plum pavilion.

There is no need for the third aunt to order, Grandma Sun has already ordered her subordinates to bring thick cotton cushions and put them on the stone pier.

The third aunt motioned for the saint to sit down with Zhuo Nan.

The saint glanced at the delicate embroidered plum blossom pattern on the cushion, and liked to sit down gently.

Zhuo Nan also glanced at the beautifully embroidered cushion and sat down with an indifferent expression.

Mama Sun immediately ordered the maids to serve plum blossom tea and serve all kinds of exquisite snacks with beautiful shapes like plum blossoms.

Zhuo Nan and the others enjoyed the plum blossoms at the same time.

The third aunt commanded the maid, and directly folded a few red plums and inserted them in the blue and white peach and bamboo plum vase, and placed them in the center of the stone table, so that the saint and Zhuo Nan could watch nearby.

Everyone said that three women were in one play, but the saint, Zhuo Nan, and the three aunts, the three of them sat in the pavilion, and the maids faced out and stood outside the pavilion, but they were silent.

Only the occasional sound of snow falling on the branches broke the silence.

The saint looked at the beautiful plum grove around the pavilion and sighed. "Such a beautiful scenery, this saint returns to the Republic of China, and it is rare to see it again." There was a hint of melancholy in his cold eyes.

When the third aunt heard this, she glanced at the cold saint and didn't dare to express her opinion.

Zhuo Nan smiled and responded: "Such a beautiful scenery is rare in the world. The saint can be painted by people, accompanied day and night, and passed on forever. ”

The saint's cold eyes looked at Zhuo Nan, revealing spring like winter snow melting. "My sister is really smart and has won my heart."

Zhuo Nan: "......" She was almost disgusted to death, what should she do if she wants to beat someone?

The third aunt immediately instructed Grandma Sun to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

After the snacks and tea on the stone table were put away, the saint herself painted in front of Merlin.

The third aunt honestly stood aside and watched.

Zhuo Nan was not interested, and sat on the side, facing the gorgeous Merlin, his mind drifting away. Thinking of the scenery of Qiushui Garden, I don't like him to always look at Wen Zijie's face, and I look forward to the wedding day coming sooner.

"Yikes! The saint's wonderful pen Danqing, the plum forest in the painting is vivid, and the sister Nan in the forest is lifelike! The third aunt looked at the painting that the saint was about to finish, and couldn't help but admire!

What the? Zhuo Nan was pulled back to reality by the third aunt's words, frowning slightly. Got up and stepped forward, looking down at the last plum blossom picture completed by the saint.

In the picture, the plum forest is like fire, the ground is snowy, and she is wearing a fiery red fox fur cloak in the forest, and she is admiring the plum blossoms, like the finishing touch, making the whole plum blossom picture alive.

Zhuo Nan suddenly looked at the saint with a displeased expression and stopped writing. "The saint is so unreasonable that she takes herself into the painting without my consent."

The third aunt saw that Zhuo Nan was not good at finding fault, and just wanted to admonish her, but she was pulled by the shrewd grandmother, and the words fell back into her stomach.

The saint herself rolled up the painting and looked at Zhuo Nan with cold eyes. "It's my sister who is unreasonable, and without my sister's consent, this painting should be used as my sister's apology." Reaching out and handing the painting over.

The two faced each other, and the slaves and maids next to them were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.

Mama Wang was afraid that Zhuo Nan would collide with the saint and bring trouble to the Prime Minister's Mansion and Madame. Without Zhuo Nan's consent, he reached out and took the painting in the hand of the saint on his own initiative.

Zhuo Nan squinted coldly at Mama Wang.

Mama Wang took the painting and stepped aside, bowing her head and ignoring Zhuo Nan's fierce eyes.

At this moment, a little maid hurriedly walked to the pavilion and saluted the saint and others. "Holy Maiden, your handmaiden is waiting outside the gate."

The saint looked sideways at Zhuo Nan. "Sister, the next person may have something to find my sister, you continue to appreciate the plum, and my sister will say goodbye." There was no third aunt in her eyes, and she left with four musical instrument maids.